chapter seventy one

Marcus POV Marcus watched Noah stomp on Richard's hand, and his chest squeezed tight. God, Noah looked so pissed and broken at the same time. That silver collar around his neck glowed like it was cooking him alive, blood running down his skin. I wanted to run over and hold him, tell him it was gonna be okay, but my body was wrecked. Silver poisoning burned through my veins like acid. My head spun from all the blood I lost, and my dislocated thumb hung there crooked and throbbing like fire. Every breath hurts. But I forced my legs to stay straight. No way was I letting Noah fight this alone. He was my mate. My everything. Losing him wasn't an option.I leaned against a busted crate near the candle circle, trying to catch my breath. The blue flames were mostly out now, but the air still felt heavy. Noah stood over Richard, looking down at the man who raised him like he was nothing but trash. I saw the hurt in Noah's eyes mixed with that cold anger. It made my heart ache. All those lies

chapter seventy-two

Noah POV The night air hit me like a slap when we stumbled out of that warehouse. My neck was on fire from the silver collar, blood still dripping down my shirt. Every step felt like knives in my legs, but I kept going. Marcus leaned heavy on my shoulder, barely standing. His face was all pale and sweaty, thumb still messed up badly, but he wouldn't let go of me. Dorian, Elara, and Jaxon stayed close behind us in a tight circle. We were all beat up, bleeding, exhausted as hell, but nobody was backing down. Not now.The Elders and their executioners waited for us outside. A whole line of them in the red moonlight, looking like ghosts ready to end everything. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. This was it. After all the running, the fights, the lies... they had us cornered. I squeezed Marcus's hand tight, feeling his warm fingers even through the pain. He was my rock. The one person who made all this crap worth it. I loved him so much it hurt worse than the coll

chapter seventy three

Noah's POV The chaos exploded all around us like the whole world was ending right there in that dirty lot outside the warehouse. Massive wolves with fur as dark as night and eyes glowing gold slammed into the Elders' executioners. Snarls ripped through the air, claws slashed, and guys screamed as they got thrown around like ragdolls. Gunshots cracked every few seconds, mixed with flashes of weird magic that lit up the red moonlight. But honestly? I barely registered any of it. My head was spinning too much from everything else.My grandma—the woman with that long silver hair and eyes the color of the red moon—still had her hand on my cheek. Her touch was warm, like the kind of hug you didn't know you needed until it happened. It felt ancient somehow, like it carried years and years of stories I didn't even know about. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt, and tears kept trying to sneak out of my eyes. After all the lies from Richard, the running, the fighting... this felt too real.

All Chapters of KISS ME BEFORE YOU KILL ME: The Assassin and the Hybrid heir: Chapter 71 - Chapter 73

chapter seventy one

chapter seventy-two

chapter seventy three